Thursday, June 24, 2010

“If the radiance of a thousand suns were to burst at once into the sky, that would be like the splendor of the mighty one.”

“Now I am become Death, the destroyer of worlds.”

"Enola Gay, you should have stayed at home yesterday,words can't describe the feeling and the way you lied.These games you play, they're gonna end in more than tears somedayEnola Gay, it shouldn't ever have to end this wayIt's 8:15, and that's the time that it's always beenWe got your message on the radio, conditions normal and you're coming homeEnola Gay, is mother proud of little boy todaythis kiss you give, it's never ever gonna fade awayEnola Gay, it shouldn't ever have to end this wayEnola Gay, it shouldn't fade in our dreams awayIt's 8:15, and that's the time that it's always beenWe got your message on the radio, conditions normal and you're coming homeEnola Gay, is mother proud of little boy todaythis kiss you give, it's never ever gonna fade away"Within the first two to four months of the bombings, the acute effects killed 90,000–166,000 people in Hiroshima and 60,000–80,000 in Nagasaki, with roughly half of the deaths in each city occurring on the first day. The Hiroshima prefectural health department estimates that, of the people who died on the day of the explosion, 60% died from flash or flame burns, 30% from falling debris and 10% from other causes. During the following months, large numbers died from the effect of burns, radiation sickness, and other injuries, compounded by illness. In a more plausible estimate of the total immediate and short term cause of death, 15–20% died from radiation sickness, 20–30% from flash burns, and 50–60% from other injuries, compounded by illness. In both cities, most of the dead were civilians.

oh to be the cream

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